The tallest and the smartest пингвин locked himself in his lab again. Not always is he the sharpest нож in the drawer. He tried drilling the door but last time he did this, he was stupid enough to replace the door with one of the hardest material know to man.

“Dang it!” Kowalski сказал(-а) drilling the door. It didn't even make a dent in the door. “Why did I even use this material??”

“Alright time for another theory.” Kowalski picked up one of Rico's огонь Оружие that he was making modifications to and adding еще tools to use. “Fire in the hole!” Kowalski yelled blasting the door....

Prolouge


A long time назад in the boundaries of Antartica grew a small вишня Blossom tree. It was the only sight of green in this borring old waste land of snow and death. A young girl named Joyce had protected this вишня Blossom with her life and it was a sorce of energy for her. If this plant were to die, surely her life would surely end as well. Life went by, until a man in a white пальто had captured the young penguinette. The вишня Blossom дерево had started to wilt over the years of her absence, until it was ready to die off. The young girl started to grow еще sickly, and weaker. She never...